Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 51&52
CEO OF MY HEART
Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 51&52
( Love and Lust….)
GENRE : Billionaire/Musical Romance.
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Giselle’s mind was spinning. He’s… unpredictable. Dangerous. And yet, I can’t look away.
Fuck revenge , her body ,mind and soul screamed only one name.
Leonard.
Before she could gather her thoughts, Leonard’s hands were on her waist, lifting her with ease and placing her carefully on the dining table. The movement was controlled, deliberate—his presence overwhelming.
He leaned in, his dark eyes locking on hers, and for a moment the room felt impossibly small. Every thought in her head vanished except the magnetic pull between them.
Leonard smiled as he stared at her , most especially her LIPS.
Giselle smirked knowing perfectly well what he wanted,she stepped up, closing the distance between them. Her hands found his chest, steadying herself, and without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his in a kiss that was fiery, possessive, and utterly defiant.
Leonard froze for a split second, then responded with the same intensity. Their lips met like a clash of wills—ferocious, unyielding, a battle neither wanted to lose.
Leonard’s eyes blazed as he kissed her more rougher , he couldn’t get enough of her luscious lips, he’s addicted to it.
His hands slip into her top , he teased her bellybutton , his hands went higher and he grabbed the soft flesh of her chest , teasing and rubbing her n1pples like the pro he is .
Giselle m+aned ” Leo..f+k “
” Yes short witch! m+an for daddy.” Leonard smirked , he kissed her on the neck.
Just when Leonard made to take off her top and devour those mouthwatering n+ples , Noah knocked on the door.
Giselle immediately disengaged from Leonard, her cheeks flushed crimson. Without a word, she turned and glided up the stairs, her heels clicking softly against the marble.
Leonard’s gaze followed her until she disappeared from sight. His jaw tightened, frustration sparking in his dark eyes.
He turned to Noah, his expression sharp, almost dangerous. “What was so important that you couldn’t wait until I got to the office?” he demanded, his voice low and controlled, like a storm barely held in check.
Noah didn’t flinch. He stepped closer, holding the folder firmly. “Sir, the shipment is scheduled for inspection tonight. Any delay could cause issues with customs. They’re expecting your approval before it moves further,” he explained, calm but unwavering.
” Tonight isn’t now , why did you come here?” Leonard asked coldly.
” Tate is in the hospital , she collapsed at Liam’s studio a while ago .” Noah clarified.
Leonard’s expression darkened, the usual storm behind his eyes flashing briefly. He ran a hand through his hair, thinking fast. “Which hospital?” he demanded, his voice low and urgent now.
Noah spoke clearly, aware of Leonard’s impatience. “Saint Raphael’s. They’re stabilizing her, I think they’re about to abort the baby .”
Leonard’s lips pressed into a thin line. He spun on his heel, moving toward the door with that controlled, predatory grace that always made him seem unstoppable. “Then we leave immediately. Come on.”
Noah followed behind immediately.
Upstairs in the room , Upstairs, Giselle paused mid-step, her hand on the doorknob. She had planned to leave, retreating to her own mansion.
Before she could turn the knob, her phone buzzed sharply. She glanced at the screen—Bruce.
Why would he call now? Hope everything was alright.
She answered anyways.
” Princess! Gawd am so happy to hear your voice , I almost ran mad after hearing about that unfaithful incident…..”
” I don’t want to talk about it .” Giselle coldly snapped.
” Okay , am sorry ….”
” Don’t apologize you weren’t the one that shot me .” Giselle coldly snapped again.
She isn’t angry at him , she’s acting this way is she doesn’t want to talk about that incident anymore.
” Bruce did you have anything to say , or I can just hang up now .”
” I think I’m in love with you Giselle. I’m in love with you Giselle .I love you Giselle .” Bruce confessed with high hopes ” If we date , the fans are gonna go wild , Rather than going to MTV award show as colleagues we could go as couples .” he suggested.
Giselle swallowed nothing down her throat as she recalled Leonard’s word.
” Then I’ll KILL HIM “
Gawd , she’s so not ready to see Bruce corpse.
” Bruce , I don’t want to give you high hopes and neither do I want to hurt your feelings but I don’t like you or love you .Sorry.” Giselle clarified and she disconnected the call immediately.
She made to leave again but her phone rang .
She thought it was Bruce but it turned out to be Eleanor.
Giselle answered.
” Afternoon ma’am.”Giselle said calmly stepping out of the room.
“How are you feeling now baby girl ? hope there’s no complication .” Eleanor asked concerned.
Giselle descended the stairs gracefully.
“Am good, thanks for asking though,” she said lightly, letting her lips curve into a polite smile.
Eleanor’s eyes softened, her voice warm and slightly pleading. “If you’re not occupied tonight, please, dear, join us for dinner. It would be nice to have you.”
Giselle paused on the last step, considering the invitation. She glanced around the room, her gaze flickering briefly toward the now-empty dining area where Leonard had almost made out with her .
She blushed again forgetting she was on a call.
” Giselle.” Eleanor called snapping her out of her trance .
” Sure , I’ll be there.”
BRUCE’S STUDIO *
Bruce’s phone hung loosely in his hand, his gaze sharp and unyielding. His PA had just tracked Giselle’s location—and now he knew exactly where she was.
At Leonard’s villa.
A low, dangerous growl escaped him, vibrating through the room. Fury ignited inside him, coiling tight like a storm ready to erupt. His jaw clenched, eyes darkening with the kind of anger that made everyone around him instinctively step back.
“She’s there… at Leonard’s villa,” he muttered, voice low, but edged with menace. “That bastard… how dare he. Doesn’t he get it .Giselle is mine”
Bruce slammed his fist onto the desk, rattling papers and sending a sharp echo through the studio. His PA flinched slightly but remained steady.
” What are you going to do sir ?” His PA asked carefully not trying to anger him.
If Leonard thinks he’s crazy… Bruce mused to himself, he has no idea. He’s about to see what real obsession looks like.
His fingers drummed against the desk, a rapid, sharp rhythm matching the storm inside him. Every thought was calculated, yet fueled by pure, unrelenting fury.
“I’m ready,” he whispered under his breath, his voice low and cold.
“Whatever it takes… he will never have her. Not while I’m breathing”
Outside, behind the door Sabrina recorded every detailed conversation with a smirk lingering on her face .
It’s so on.
[ Saint Raphael Hospital ]
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room cast a cold glow over the sterile walls.
Tate lay motionless on the bed, her face pale and drawn, the faint rise and fall of her chest the only sign of life. The monitor beeped steadily, She just underwent abortion without her knowledge.
Liam sat beside her, his hand lightly resting over hers, worry etched deeply into his features. His eyes never left her face, scanning for any sign of discomfort, any flutter of awareness.
“She’s stable for now,” the nurse said softly, adjusting the IV drip. “But she’s unconscious. She needs rest. Ectopic pregnancies are delicate—she’s lucky you got here in time.”
Liam’s jaw tightened. “I’ll stay with her,” he said firmly, his voice low but resolute. “I won’t leave her side.”
The nurse gave him a small, sympathetic nod. “Good. She’ll need someone to keep her calm when she wakes up. Right now… just keep her company. Talk to her, let her know she’s safe.”
Liam nodded silently, leaning closer. He whispered gently, though Tate couldn’t hear him yet. “It’s okay, Tate… you’re safe now. I’m right here. Nothing’s going to hurt you anymore.”
He squeezed her hand lightly, feeling the warmth of life beneath his fingers.
The door creaked open and Leonard stepped in ,his expression softened for a mild second.
” Why am I surprised to see you ?” Liam smiled.
” She’s my bestie.” Leonard replied plainly cold , his gaze fixed on Tate ” How’s she doing?”.
” You two friendship is complicated , you guys rarely speak to each other and yes she’s doing better .” Liam replied narrowing his eyes.
Leonard’s jaw clenched, but he didn’t reply. He wasn’t about to give Liam the satisfaction.
“Oh, come on,” Liam continued, leaning closer, voice softening but still playful. “You’re all sharp angles, dark glances, and general menace, and yet… here you are, hovering over an unconscious girl like a dad at a school recital. It’s… weirdly adorable.”
Leonard blinked. That single word—adorable—slipped past Liam’s lips, and for a split second, the corners of Leonard’s mouth twitched. Just slightly. A flicker.
“I’m not here for jokes,” Leonard muttered, voice low, dangerous.
“Not a joke,” Liam said quickly, noticing the twitch. “Just an observation. You’re… fascinating. Terrifying, sure, but fascinating.” He grinned. “I mean, you’re basically a walking storm cloud, but even storms can smile… right?”
Leonard’s lips pressed into a thin line, but the tiniest curve betrayed him. Not enough to ruin his fearsome image, but enough that Liam caught it.
Leonard smiled but it didn’t last long.
“See?” Liam said softly, voice lighter now. “Even you have a soft side. Slightly. Barely noticeable, but hey—it’s there. Small victories, Leonard. Small victories.”
Leonard sighed , he turned heading out , he stopped in his tracks then he faced ” If you hurt her feelings am going push you into a volcano.” he smirked then he left .
Liam held his racing heart .
Who does that?
PRIDE HIGH *
The campus lights glinted off the polished pavement as students hustled out, the last echoes of the day fading into evening. The parking lot was nearly empty, save for a few lingering cars.
Lionel strode toward his sleek car, hand on the door handle, mind preoccupied. His jaw was tight, eyes forward—he wasn’t in the mood for distractions.
“Lionel!”Jeremy’s voice cut through the quiet, calling out from a few steps behind.
Lionel didn’t flinch. He didn’t turn. Not even a twitch. He simply ignored him, the tension in his shoulders saying more than words ever could.
Jeremy quickened his pace. “Hey! Don’t walk off like that—”
Lionel’s hand clicked the car lock, the metallic sound sharp and final. “Not today,” he muttered under his breath, voice low, almost venomous.
Lionel ignited the engines and drove away.
From Afar Eva watched the exchange happen keenly , she smirked satisfyingly.
Pinky walked towards her smirking too.
” You? What do you want Pinky?” Eva snickered.
” Let’s be friends.” Pinky proposed putting on a quirky smile.
Eva raised an eyebrow, that’s too suspicious coming from Pinky.
“If you don’t want to be my friend, don’t be,” Pinky scoffed, tilting her head slightly. Her voice carried a teasing edge now. “But lemme give you a piece of advice—Jeremy embarrassed you by rejecting your love. Don’t act like it didn’t sting.”
Eva nodded , Jeremy has to pay for making her cry .
MERCER’S ESTATE — NIGHT
Giselle entered the dining room. Richard, Eleanor, and Aimee were already seated.
“Good evening,” Giselle said, taking a seat.
Richard nodded. “Glad you could make it.”
Eleanor smiled. “We were just starting.”
Aimee teased lightly, “Fashionably late, as always.”
Giselle froze , Aimee was acting nice , did she bump her head or something?
“Is everything alright?” Giselle asked cautiously, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Aimee laughed softly, waving a hand. “Of course! Just feeling generous tonight.”
Giselle didn’t move her gaze. Something about that smile felt off, but she chose to stay quiet—for now.
Richard cleared his throat, breaking the tension. “Shall we eat?”
The clink of cutlery resumed, but Giselle’s mind kept drifting back to Aimee’s strange behavior.
” So Giselle you might be wondering why we called you for dinner?” Eleanor asked stylishly sipping her juice.
Aimee smirked discreetly.
” I didn’t even wonder.” Giselle mumbled.
“Fortunately, you and Aimee’s birthday fall on the same day,” Eleanor continued smoothly, “which is convenient… for a little celebration.”
Giselle’s eyes flicked toward Aimee, whose discreet smirk lingered. Something told her this “coincidence” wasn’t as innocent as it sounded.
“Am feeling a bit happy today,” Richard said, a rare smile softening his features. “Name your wishes, and I’ll fulfill them.”
Aimee smirked again, this is the moment she had been waiting for.
Giselle opened her mouth to speak but Aimee beat her to it.
” Daddy … I want to get married to Leonard.” Aimee announced.
Giselle Froze, her fist clenching as she watched Aimee flaunt pretentious smiles.
Richard and Eleanor look as shocked as hell, it’s obvious they didn’t expect that outburst.
Giselle faced Richard ” Daddy , would you please tell my future step sister that LEO IS MINE!!!”.
Aimee choked .
TO BE CONTINUED
